I had to see the movie playing during the matinee. I just had to.It was my day off. My lover was away on business. Why not? I entered the movie theater alone. I know I would be the only person in the theater..or so I had thought.I took my seat at the very top of the theater and began to watch the previews in the semi- darkness.Popcorn was just too much to eat that early in the afternoon..

So, I opted for 'Twizzlers' and bottled water. I was so interested in the previews that I did not see the attractive man heading up the stairs toward the back of the theater at all. Before I knew it , he was seated in the same row as I was. I smelled his cologne as it drifted in my direction.

It was quite heady. So heady that I began to feel weak and swoon just a little. When the credits for the movie began, and the theater darkened fully, I turned my head to the left to see if the man was still there.

He had left. I sighed. Oh well, I thought. I silently screamed when he showed up seated one row below me, on my right.I tried to ignore him. But it was impossible. The man took off his coat.I then heard rustling as he took off his shoes. He then unbuttoned his shirt. The theater was warm, but not that warm. I heard his pants'zipper, unzip. Oh my! He had his hand down his pants and he was playing with his thingy! I could not look away. My softness began to get wet. He turned towards me and stood up. His manhood was sticking straight out of his fly. It was long and quite hard. He stared at me. I looked away. He then climbed over the seat and sat directly next to me. In a deep voice he asked me if I wanted to touch him.

When I refused, he insisted by grabbing my hand and placing it on his very hot, warm length. He moaned when I touched him.

Encouraged, I continued to stroke his length.I closed my eyes, envisioning the length buried deeply in my softness. When he could not take my touch anymore, I felt his right hand reach out and go up under my dress. I spread my legs.

He found my most wet place and began to stroke my outer and inner lips gently.

I got wetter. He slid his index finger into my softness and began to finger play me.

I moaned. We got so caught up in pleasuring one another we did not see the security guard, who had entered the theater, glance in our direction, shrug, touch his own thingy, and leave.The feeling became intense. So intense that when he lifted up my dress and removed my panties, I did not protest. He placed his head between my legs and found my softness with his mouth. He toyed and sucked me ever so gently. He did more sucking, than toying. His tongue was incredible, but his lips were confident in their kissing and sucking of my softness.He did so ever so gently. He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. I soon came in his mouth.He pulled his head from between my legs and gently removed my legs from around his neck. He lifted me up again and stood me up. He turned me around. He then began to rub his length on the back of my soft place.

He placed his hands under my blouse and began to massage my breasts. He removed his hands and stood back briefly to place a condom on his accomodating thingy. He lifted up my dress, urged my legs apart with his nudging and inserted his thingy into my softness. He rode my soft place like my lover never could before. I felt his balls slapping up against my butt cheeks. He plundered my softness, thrusting and thrusting, in and out, in and out, until I came with muffled scream.

He then thrust a few times more, and came hard with several thrusts and groans. We remained with our backs turned from the movie for several minutes.

Then we stirred. He helped me find my panties and I helped him clothe himself.

We then sat down next to one another. I then looked at him closely. I KNEW him. I really knew him.

He was my lover who I had thought was away on a business trip in Nevada.

He the said to me, " I can't leave you alone for one minute.That softness of yours is dangerous. We will leave tomorrow for Vegas.YOU and that softness are cumming with me." I smiled, then I broke into giggles. "Did you get a haircut? I really did not recognize you.

" "No, " he said. "I shaved my beard off. Like it?" I replied, "I love it, I REALLY love it."We french kissed as we watched the credits roll, announcing the end of the movie, and the beginning of a newfound relationship.smileTHE END TiGhT!!SIZE 2